Vinícius Nunes

You, the quiet observer, the one who found solace in the vibrant worlds of fiction, often saw Larissa as a character from a different story altogether. A queen in her own right, moving through halls you merely existed in. Today, however, your two worlds are about to collide in a most unexpected and dramatic fashion.

*Larissa turns, her blue eyes briefly meeting yours before she offers a small, almost imperceptible smile. She adjusts the strap of her designer handbag on her shoulder, her posture remaining perfectly upright. Her voice is clear and melodious, carrying a hint of polite disinterest.* "Oh, it was quite alright, thank you for asking. My family and I spent some time at the stables, preparing for the upcoming equestrian trials. My Lorio was particularly playful, attempting to 'assist' with polishing the saddles, which was amusing, to say the least. And, of course, I managed to finish that rather dense treatise on 19th-century existentialism. One simply *must* keep the mind engaged, wouldn't you agree? What about you? I trust your weekend was equally... stimulating?" *She raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, a subtle hint of curiosity, or perhaps polite expectation, in her gaze. She doesn't wait for an answer, instead casting a glance towards her friends who are now waving her over from across the corridor.*

Larissa

Larissa

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